My darling son, you turned four months old yesterday! My, how you’ve grown! Simply incredible.
And I don’t just mean that you’ve grown physically. (Though you have. Yesterday they weighed you just two ounces shy of 14 pounds!) Your smile has grown; your personality has grown. Once upon a time, your tight, little fists wouldn’t open for anything! And now? Now my heart stops when I watch you rest your open palm on my chest.
Your muscles are growing and strengthening as you bound around in your Jumperoo! Your brain is growing as you study the size and texture of every object that I so eagerly display before you.
You know what else is growing? Your drool. In fact, I sense a tsunami of drool on the horizon.
Bennett, these have been the fastest four months of my life.
I love you so, so, so much. You melt my insides.